Reborn as a dragon, I devoured the main godhead.

"Bang!"

As the kilometer-long ice pillar disappeared, Heimers and Reis Crystal naturally fell from mid-air.

A small boat still floats on the Netherworld Lake.

With Heme's divine power controlling it, the small boat did not capsize.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!"

The fishing line on the rod was taut, and the small boat continued to speed across the lake, as if the previous accident had never happened.

"Boom boom boom~!"

The magical boat drifted with the current, but Heimus would not allow the Xuan Shui Dragon King Shark he had obtained to escape.

The small lake is truly a treasure.

I guess every angler would love to have a place like this.

"Get out here!"

Hemos stopped teasing the dragon and decided to use force to pull the Xuan Shui Dragon King Shark up.

Of course, at this moment, he did not know that this was the Xuan Shui Dragon King Jiao.

Despite having trained countless times in the Blood Sea Plane, and with the Bone Avatar able to experience things in place of Heimers, Reisjing had no idea.

This is perfectly normal.

"Ooh~!"

The transparent fishing line, infused with some divine essence, unleashed terrifying power.

The Xuan Shui Long Wang Jiao emerged from the water, its body over a hundred meters long, resembling a warship on Earth.

"Pfft~!"

A transparent ball of light flew out of Heimus's mouth and pierced directly into the fish monster's head, instantly stopping the Xuan Shui Dragon King Shark's struggle.

The moment the fish monster Xuan Shui Long Wang Jiao flew out of the water, he also flew above it.

"Sizzle!"

A thin, long magical thread pierced into the fish monster's central nervous system and stirred it violently several times.

The Xuan Shui Dragon King Jiao is dead.

Without divinity or divine power, they live purely by physical strength; losing their central nervous system is tantamount to death.

Heimers learned this trick from those expert sea anglers, and I didn't expect it to be so effective.

While the fish is still alive, a fine, sharp spike is inserted to stimulate the central nervous system located on the fish's back, killing it quickly and thus preserving its freshness for a longer period.

Fortunately.

This is a magical world.

Otherwise, even if the superior artifact in Heimus's hand also contained some divine essence, it would not be sufficient for this task.

Because the Xuan Shui Long Wang Jiao is over a hundred meters long, the so-called fine spikes have long since transformed into soft rapiers tens of meters long in Heimus's hands.

Despite growing countless times thicker and longer, and being crystal clear as if made of crystal, it remained incredibly flexible in his hands.

"This……"

Heimers' novel way of dealing with the Xuan Shui Dragon King Shark immediately attracted the full attention of the red-haired girl.

"Res Crystal".

After dealing with this, he shouted, and Lei Sijing quickly stepped forward to put away the enormous Xuan Shui Dragon King Shark.

Now, he has also come to realize that he is a follower.

Heimers didn't know when he learned to fish, but his cooking skills were quite good.

Lei Sijing agrees with this.

On the shore of the Nether Lake, Heimers and Resjing set up a barbecue grill, along with several large pots.

Both clear broth and thick broth are available.

"Resjing, do you recognize this kind of fish?"

While dealing with the Xuan Shui Dragon King Shark, Heimers and Reisjing were chatting idly.

He had no idea that even the monster encyclopedia purchased from the Demon Castle didn't have it, so how could Resjing possibly recognize anything?

"I don't know him."

Lei Sijing simply rubbed his bald head, looking completely innocent.

"It is called the Mysterious Water Dragon King Shark, one of the rarest and most difficult aquatic magical beasts to deal with in the Netherworld Lake."

A clear, cold voice rang out.

A girl with a single ponytail walked gracefully towards them, barefoot.

The fishing rod and basket seemed to become decorations on her, not at all out of place, but rather creating a wonderful sense of harmony.

"Oh, who are you?"

Lei Sijing looked completely bewildered.

Although he learned about the location of the Death Lord from Heimers, he had never seen it, and he was even less aware that the red-haired girl in front of him was the Death Lord himself.

“You can call me Chris or Greenleaf Castle Lady. This Ghost Hotel where you are staying is owned by me.”

"The Green Leaf Castle Lord?" Resjing was unfamiliar with this power. He had just arrived in the Underworld and was naturally unaware of the famous Green Leaf Castle.

"You didn't know?"

The red-haired girl's attempt to show off failed, and she was a little frustrated.

But she made no move to introduce Greenleaf Castle; doing so would undoubtedly have made her seem even less classy.

Let's just let this go and stop discussing this embarrassing topic.

"Do you know how to cook the Xuan Shui Dragon King Shark?"

The red-haired girl was very suspicious.

Heimers thought the Lord of Death had noticed him, but in fact, he hadn't.

In this matter, everyone is actually even, but the Lord of Death doesn't know that.

The Great Perfection is indeed famous, and the Death Sovereign does know Hemus, but she has not seen the Floating Image Stone from Hell, nor does she recognize Hemus's soul aura.

Although Resjing and Heimos are unusually large, there are just too many strange and grotesque people native to the Underworld Continent.

There are also those who are more special than them.

It's really nothing.

"I really don't know how, but my boss definitely won't have a problem."

"Your boss?"

The Lord of Death looked at Hemerus, who was over three meters tall, with a look of suspicion in his eyes.

"This big guy doesn't look like someone who can cook at all. His finger joints are big and he doesn't look like someone who can do delicate work."

As the Lord of Death was thinking this, several cauldrons set up on the shore of the Netherworld Lake simultaneously began to boil.

"Glug glug~!"

Beneath several enormous cauldrons, fire-elemental divine power transformed into flames, continuously providing heat.

Leisi Jing was only doing odd jobs, but that didn't escape Chris's notice.

Having fished in the underworld for millions of years, her culinary skills are actually quite good as well.

"Chirp chirp chirp~!"

Hemos's large, rough hands moved like butterflies flitting among flowers, sending various ingredients into their respective pots. In just a moment, the Lord of Death could smell the enticing aroma.

Putting aside Heimers' culinary skills, his movements alone exude professionalism; there's no way around it, these are movements that Heimers specifically designed.

"It smells so good!"

The Lord of Death had a delicate, high nose bridge, and his fair nostrils twitched. Saliva was already flowing from his mouth.

But she is the supreme deity.

Even though he hasn't been exposed yet, he is still the lord of Greenleaf Castle, and a super strong person.

I still need to save face, but unfortunately I don't even recognize Lei Sijing.

What kind of powerful demeanor and high-class style is this? It's like turning on the lights for a blind person.

"Come, come, have a taste. This is my first time cooking in the Underworld. Lord Greenleaf, you are from the Underworld, please give me your feedback."

Heimers served the dishes like an executive chef, but in reality, he just wanted to build a good relationship with the Lord of Death in advance.

Such an opportunity is rare.

It's easier to build rapport with the Death Lord if he doesn't know that Heimers knows her.

……

Hemerus then took out the fine wine he had brought from Hell and quickly satisfied the Lord of Death.

"Are you also here in the Netherworld Mountain in search of the Netherworld Fruit?"

The red-haired girl, Chris, said.

"Yes, Chris."

As the son of the main god, Resjing was far more uninhibited than Heimers, and at the same time, he did not take the Greenleaf Castle Lord seriously.

Therefore, we call him by his name directly.

What Green Leaf Fortress Lord? He's also the leader of the Purple Crystal Alliance. Who cares?

Heimers views the red-haired girl as if she were the Lord of Death himself; even with restraint, he cannot treat her with equanimity.

Fortunately, he was also a supreme god, so he didn't have to be as respectful as an ant looking up to a supreme god, but he still couldn't let go of his petty thoughts.

Despite Lei Sijing's lazy demeanor, if he truly knew the identity of the Death Lord, he would never be as carefree as he is now.